Today is Wednesday June 24th and it is 3:10 in the afternoon. Speaking of "threes" I am running on three and a half hours of sleep and honestly I feel great.
Yesterday I survived my scare of taking too much medicine by accident. I AM ALIVE! Anyway I managed to get a bit more sleep the night before. I guess today is all about sleep.
I don't feel like I need much. Yesterday I didn't do much when I got more sleep. I had planned on going outside and running, but that really didn't happen considering we had a giant storm here.
The wind was large and there are still some branches on the ground from last nights storm. I loved it. The rain was pour and what did I do? I ran outside. I went outside onto the patio and just danced in the rain. I don't know why, but the rain seems to be calming.
Anyway it was storming outside and I just wanted to be out in the rain. Despite the thunder and lightning and all the dangers we were all warned about as children, I ran outside and danced.
I made a list and actually accomplished some things, but my mind is rather scattered. Last night my mind was racing. Instead of taking my medicine in the morning I decided to take it at night since the side effects are drowsiness.
Those side effects were thrown out the window. I was up until 6 am because my mind was just racing and I couldn't stop. I LOVE IT. Why do we have to treat mania and let it run wild? Can't we just enjoy it?
So today even running with little sleep I managed to go to the post office and file for a passport for the second time. What happened the first time? I got to the post office (a different one which I will not return) and waited for 30 minutes for someone to help me. According to the rules you must make an appointment and when I asked about my appointment they said "we will be right there" finally after a half hour after the appointment they told me the system was down or some other bullshit.
Today when I went it was done almost instantly, no problem what so ever. Why can't every place be efficient?
Enough about my ranting. I think I spoke to you enough journal.
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Sometimes I wish I could draw directly on here. I miss doodling on margins of papers like I was a kid.
